It was obvious to the Face of Everyman that these two gangsters were plotting mayhem. They always flocked to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to smooth the rough edges off of their plots.
A new visitor to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; now drunk on Cantaloupe wine, nearly becomes the first fatality of the New Year. the Face of Everyman waited a decent amount of time before calling the EMTs.
the Face of Everyman didn’t want to seem unkind but those were the ugliest fledglings he’d seen in years. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa prided themselves on beauty. The venerable sage hoped that their parents came soon to lead them back to the roost.
Wave after wave of these winged Gangsters invaded the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman reasoned that no earthly force could defend against such odds.
the Face of Everyman had to admit that even gangsters had a right to a bath. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was regularly commandeered by the bad guys.
The setting Sun cast deep shadows in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. A new guest in Spring colors greeted the Face of Everyman. The venerable sage was proud of his newly renovated facility. He offered a variety of roosts.
The salesman, Goodpaster, tried to convince the Face of Everyman that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa needed a new pond heater Model X2000. The venerable sage knew when he was being conned.
Cyber Monday sales were brisk at the arcade shops surrounding the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Reginald was miffed. The best GPS gear was sold out. the Face of Everyman offered him a rain check. But that wasn’t good enough.